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Pte. William Mackay
British Army 6th Battalion East Yorkshire Regiment
from:Jarrow
(d.22nd Aug 1915)
William Mackay served with the 6th Battalion East Yorkshire Regiment. He was aged 24 when he died on 22nd August 1915. Born in Jarrow in 1890 he was the son of William Hall Mackay of 99 Salem Street Jarrow and the late Margaret Jane Mackay (nee Bowey). On the 1911 census he is recorded as William Mackay age 20 General Labourer in Tube Works with his parents William and Margaret Jane Mackay and family at 99 Salem Street, Jarrow. He enlisted in Jarrow.
William is remembered on the Helles Memorial. He is commemorated on the Triptych in St. Paul's Church Jarrow and was commemorated on the Triptych (right panel) in St. Mark's Church Jarrow (it is no longer a Church)
Sister. Mackenzie
Queen Alexandras Nursing Service No. 46 Stationary Hospital
Pte. Alexander Mackenzie
British Army 11th Battalion Argyll & Southern Highlanders
from:Glendale, Inverness-shire, Scotland
(d.28th Aug 1916)
Alexander Mackenzie's name is on the Glendale War Memorial honouring the 21 Glendale residents who died in combat during World War 1.
Capt. Arthur Arundel Mackenzie MC.
Australian Imperial Force Imperial Camel Corps
from:Australia
Arthur Arundel Mackenzie was born at Greta, New South Wales, on 12th April 1891. Sadly, he lost his mother when he was about six years old. Before the First World War he spent several years in the senior cadets and when he enlisted was a member of the local rifle club at Guyra, New South Wales. The 24-year-old station manager enlisted with the Australian Imperial Force on 12thAugust 1915 and departed Sydney with reinforcements for the Imperial Camel Corps (ICC) aboard RMS Morea on 27th May 1916.
On arrival in Egypt, Mackenzie was assigned to the 4th Company of the 1st Australian Battalion of the ICC. Sadly, the start of his service also marked the end of his brother's service: Ronald Mackenzie was killed in action at Pozières. Shortly after the second battle of Gaza in April 1917 Mackenzie was wounded in action with a gunshot to his right leg. After recovering, he rejoined his unit as it advanced through Palestine and towards Gaza.
In April 1918, in one of the last actions of the ICC, Mackenzie fought to defend the hill at Mussallabeh. Some of the Australians ran out of hand grenades and resorted to heaving boulders down upon the attacking Turks. Mackenzie and his outnumbered group of men put up a vigorous and determined resistance and succeeded in forcing a retreat. For his actions at Mussallabeh Mackenzie was awarded the Military Cross. After battling several bouts of malaria, he was transferred to the 14th Light Horse Regiment and served with the unit until the end of the war. The Syria campaign had ended and from his letters home it is clear he was deeply affected by the hardships that the country's starving people had endured throughout the war.
Mackenzie returned to Australia as an honorary captain at the end of 1919, and his appointment with the AIF was terminated on 8th April 1920. He later served with the 3rd Volunteer Defence Corps during the Second World War. Arthur Mackenzie died at Guyra in 1970.
Lt. Charles Roy Mackenzie MC.
Australian Imperial Force 250th Tunnelling Company Royal Engineers
from:Wentworthville, New South Wales, Australia
Charles Roy Mackenzie won a Military Cross while serving with the 250th Tunnelling Company Royal Engineers. Members of the Blacktown & District Historical Society are researching the soldiers who served in WW1 from Blacktown NSW Australia, can anyone provide more details?
Pte. Colin MacKenzie
British Army 1st Btn. Scots Guards
from:Inverness, Scotland
(d.12th Nov 1914)
Colin MacKenzie served with the 1st Scots Guards.
Spr. Cyril D. Mackenzie
British Army Royal Engineers
from:Birmingham
Although Sapper Cyril D. Mackenzie's service record was unavailable through the ancestry.com and findmypast search engines, I was able to learn the following via his Medal Index Card and Medal Rolls. Theatre of War first served in was France. Date of entry therein 6th of October 1915. To Class Z 25th of April 1919. No info was available regarding which R.E. unit he was assigned to. Per a search of civil records, it is likely that Cyril was born 3 Nov. 1895, in London, England to Frederick J. and Mary J. Mackenzie. No later than 1901, he and his family moved to Birmingham. Per the 1911 England and Wales Census, the 15-year-old Cyril was employed as a Telegraph Messenger, General Post Office. His father was a Town Postman. According to the Oct-Nov-Dec England and Wales Civil Marriage Registration Index, Cyril D. Mackenzie married Ida Rene Baigent in Cornwall County. She was born to William and Ann Baigent in Southsea, Hampshire, England in either 8 Feb. 1896 or in 1897 (records vary). As cited in the 1939 Register, The Mackenzie Household of 2 People was located at 57 Park Hill Road, Birmingham, C.B., Warwickshire, England. This consisted of Cyril D. Mackenzie, DOB 3 Nov. 1895, age 44, a Sorting Clerk & Telegraphist and his wife was listed as Rene Ida Mackenzie, 8 Feb. 1896, age 44, Unpaid Domestic Duties. According the Dec. 1977 England and Wales Civil Registration Death Index, Cyril Douglas Mackenzie, DOB 3 Nov. 1895, passed at age 82 in Birmingham, West Midlands, England. Per the Mar. 1969 England and Wales Civil Registration Death Index, his wife, Ida R. Mackenzie, born abt 1897, passed at age 72, in Birmingham, Warwickshire, England. There were no records noted that indicated that this couple had children.
Pte. James Mackenzie VC.
British Army 2nd Btn. Scots Guards
from:Dumfries, Scotland
(d.19th Dec 1914)
James Mackenzie served with the 2nd Battalion, Scots Guards during WW1 and was killed in action on the 19th December 1914, aged 27. He is commemorated on the Ploegsteert Memorial to the missing in Belgium. He was the son of Mrs. Marion Mackenzie, of 22, Terregles St., Maxwelltown, Dumfries.
An extract from The London Gazette, dated 16th Feb., 1915, records the following:-
For conspicuous bravery at Rouges Bancs on the 19th Dec., in rescuing a severely wounded man from in front of the German trenches, under a very heavy fire and after a stretcher-bearer party had been compelled to abandon the attempt. Private Mackenzie was subsequently killed on that day whilst in the performance of a similar act of gallant conduct.
Lt. James Wesley Mackenzie
British Army 9th (Service) Btn. Royal Fusiliers
from:Belfast
James Mackenzie was a medical student at Cambridge when he enlisted on 3rd September 1914 and was sent to France in May 1915. He was wounded twice in France and finished up being demobbed in 1920 in Egypt from where he joined the Palestine Police. It was in 1922, as assistant district commander of Galilee, that he drowned in the flooded River Jordan trying to save an Arab Inspector. He is buried in Palestine.
Pte. John Mackenzie
British Army 11th Btn. Royal Inniskilling Fusiliers
(d.1st Jul 1916)
Muir Mackenzie
Army 9th Btn. Durham Light Infantry
2nd Lt. Christopher Mackeson MiD.
British Army 2nd Btn. Rifle Brigade
from:Hodnet, Shropshire
(d.16th Aug 1917)
Born on 20th January 1898 in Paddington, London, Christopher Mackeson was the son of Lieutenant Colonel William James and Bertha (nee Pattinson) Mackeson. In 1901, the family were living at 31 St. George's Place, Canterbury, Kent but by 1911 had moved to The Old Rectory, Hearne Lane, Hodnet with their two other children. In 1911, Christopher was a pupil at West Downs School, Romsey Road, Winchester. He was promoted to 2nd Lieutenant, Rifle Brigade on 19th July 1916 and was killed in action on 16th August 1917 having been mentioned in despatches. He is buried at Brandhoek New Military Cemetery, Vlamertinghe, Belgium.
Pte. Harvey Mackey
British Army 4th Battalion Northumberland Fusiliers
from:Jarrow
(d.18th Nov 1916)
Harvey Mackey served with the 4th Battalion Northumberland Fusiliers. He was aged 24 when he died on 18th November 1916. Born in Jarrow in 1892, he was the son of Thomas Edward and Sarah Jane Mackey (nee Nicholson) of Ryton. He enlisted in Hexham.
Harvey is buried in Flatiron Copse Cemetery, Mametz.
L/Sgt. William Mackey
British Army 12th Btn. Durham Light Infantry
from:Horden Colliery, Durham
(d.26th May 1917)
William Mackey died on the Somme on the 26th May 1917.
L/Sgt William Mackey
British Army 12th Battalian Durham Light Infantry
from:Horden
(d.26th May 1917)
William Mackey is my grand father. He enlisted at Newcastle in 1914. He left a wife and two sons, my dad was 2 years old, and his brother, who was not born at the time of his death.
He is buried at Railway Dugouts Burial Ground Ypres. RIP.
Pte. Arthur William Mackie
British Army 1st Btn. Lancashire Fusiliers
from:Tintern, Monmouth.
I am trying to trace the battles my Grandfather, Arthur Mackie was involved in during the WW1. We believe he had his 18th birthday in the trenches, we are pretty sure it was at the Somme.
Capt. John Duncan Mackie MC.
British Army 14th Btn. Argyll & Sutherland Highlanders
from:Glasgow
My father, J. Duncan Mackie, was a territorial army officer before the 1914-1918 war. He had played a large part in the St Andrews University OTC and he made several practice air reconnaissance flights from Leuchars aerodrome.
He was mobilised with the 14th Battalion, Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders and was in Edinburgh Castle for part of his annual training when war was declared in August 1914. He said that he could remember thinking on that beautiful summer's day what had this war in a far off country got to do with him personally. His battalion went to Devon for training (he had until recently some very good cartoons drawn by someone in the battalion showing the Jocks and their officers making their early endeavours). For a time he was based at Crownhill Barracks/Fort at Plymouth one of the "Palmerston fortifications" which had been left uncompleted since the 1860s; some of the sons of the original masons were brought back to finish the buildings.
The battalion moved to Witley camp near Godalming, Surrey, where they were encamped under canvas on ground recently cleared by felling fir trees - hence there was a pleasant smell of pine to mitigate the hardships. He was then a Company Commander. One night there was a zeppelin raid. The troops were roused and made to fall in with fixed bayonets; they had no ammunition and my father humourously wondered if they were supposed to climb a tree and try to puncture the intruder(s)! As the company was mustering, a stout Jock who had evidently been drinking, said to him in a fatherly way, "It's all right, Captain Mackie, "Ahm here". A Canadian battalion was also in the camp and the Scots were impressed by their friendliness although a little shocked at their familiarity. There was also a battalion of the Sussex Regiment who used to sing their song "We're the men from Sussex, Sussex by the sea .... "
One of his soldiers was dying of TB in a hospital at Hindhead and my father rode up on horseback to visit him. To his horror he found a stern, Canadian padre saying "Young man the time has come for you to repent of your sins ..." The soldier looked past the padre and caught the eye of my father who winked and shook his head to show his disagreement; the young man smiled in recognition. On his way back to camp he was riding round the rim of the Devil's Punchbowl when a large white owl flew up from the valley and remained silently some yards away on the left of my father for some distance. He knew that there was some mediaeval superstition about owls but could not remember what it was or whether it was better for it to be on the left or on the right.
In those days infantry officers had horses (and grooms) and horseback was the main way of getting about the countryside. The local pubs were the Crown at Chiddingfold and the White Hart at Witley (both still going strong). My father was proud of his horsemanship but very embarrassed when riding through the horsey village of Chiddingfold in company with a major who had very little idea of riding. Life in the camp was pretty uncomfortable. Inevitably things tended to go missing; my father's batman put this all down to the "diners", the civilian workmen who were building some of the huts.
The battalion exercised by going on long route marches and they built a large entrenchment on Thursley common, My father was extremely conscientious and his papers include glowing testimonials from senior officers to the way in which his company was trained.
When the time came they went to France and had to endure the realities of trench warfare. He wrote a number of articles about some of his experiences and sent them to his father with a view to having them published after the war. A kind of self-imposed censorship prevented him from publishing them sooner, and by the time the war was over, there was no longer much interest in an infantry officer's reminiscences of the Western Front. These articles have been preserved and tell some of his experiences in his own thoughts and words. One of the most typical is how the inhabitants of a dug out tamed a mouse with honey and whisky and named him Adolphus!
He spoke often about the mud which seemed to be everywhere. It had its advantages, because shells and mortar bombs often failed to go off. He kept for years a German mortar bomb which landed right beside the plank causeway on which he was walking. If it had gone off he would have been killed and I would not be writing this. It is now doing duty as a doorstop.
Troops at the front became almost blase about shelling and mortar bombardment. Visiting senior officers were very rare and were not used to the casual way in which the front-line troops seemed hardly to duck when shells landed, but the mud which was then like porridge just absorbed them. Snipers were another matter; you had to watch out for them. My father's best friend was killed, shot through the throat by a sniper, while peering over a parapet. Nobody understood why he did so at a dangerous spot. One night the elderly colonel - after dining well - decided he would go out into "No Man's Land" to inspect a barrage that was being laid down by British gunners. He came back swiftly, sober, but minus his cap and stick.
The purpose of the trenches was to provide defensive cover from which the infantry could halt an enemy advance. It was also to provide a starting point from which to attack the enemy trenches on the other side of "No Man's Land". While the opposing lines ran from north to south, they were by no means straight and had to bend in accordance with the territory as well as the topography.
No Man's Land was the scene of many night patrols and raids, when small parties of "straffers", armed with entrenching tooehandles, went out to try to capture prisoners to gain intelligence. Attacks on the enemy trenches were made after artillery bombardment to soften up the position and keep the enemy from manning the parapets. The trenches had large barbed wire entanglements in front of them which had to be cut. One of the effects of a bombardment was often to churn up the wire into such a state that it was more difficult than ever to cut. The kilt worn by Highland soldiers was most impractical. On one occasion, Duncan - in riding breeches - made his way through the wire and into the German front line long before his company were able to come to his support. Fortunately the Germans were already withdrawing and he had complete confidence that his men would come soon and that, particularly at close quarters, they were the beast in the world. He vividly remembered clearing enemy trenches; on one occasion a Jewish soldier startled him by jumping out of a niche to surrender and raised his arms in the "Kamerad" gesture with such zeal that he split his tunic at the armpit.
One method of clearing a path through the barbed wire was to use a Bangalore torpedo. This was a long tube filled with explosive which was pushed along the ground under the entanglement and then exploded. On one occasion the Bangalore torpedo, having been carefully placed, failed to explode. This left the assaulting infantry in a dreadfully exposed position and most of them were killed or wounded.
It was during one attack that my father was first wounded. (He has written his own account of it.) The attack had been going very well. The men had taken the first line of trenches and were moving on towards the second (or third) when a machine-gun on their right flank enfiladed them and shot many of them down, including my father who said everything seemed to be going very well when suddenly he felt as though he had been kicked by a horse! When he came to he was being removed on a stretcher. He said to the nearest officer "You must get that bloody machine-gun on the right". The message was duly passed on to the battalion headquarters who sent back a reply "Your message is not clear, refer to compass bearings". My father was furious, he had no way of taking a compass bearing; he did not know whether the lines were due north and south at this point. However, he then lost consciousness, but often recalled his disappointment "We'd been doing so well until I got hit."
He was full of praise for the hospital arrangements, except for the stealing. Everything he had with him, including his wrist watch was stolen. He was sent to a hospital at Rouen whence a telegram was sent to his parents stating that he had been admitted with "Gunshot wound - serious." In the hospital an arrangement was made whereby water was dripped slowly and continuously right through his body to cleanse the wound. He never cleaned the blood off his revolver holster and it is still stained to this day.
After he recovered, Duncan rejoined the battalion which had then returned to England and was based at Devizes in Wiltshire. He wrote to his parents as follows:- "Life is full of small surprises, Here we are in quiet Devizes. Won't it be a treat for Wilts, When we all appear in kilts".
It was in 1916 that he married in Edinburgh, Cicely Jean Paterson whom he had known well in St. Andrews where she had been the ward of the kindly Principal, Sir James Donaldson, a very distinguished Scottish scholar and philosopher, who had helped to foster their romance. He had died in office in 1915 at the age of 84 and in spite of it being war time he had a very large ceremonial funeral, being buried in St. Andrews Cathedral. My parents did not address each other by their Christian names until after they became engaged.
The battalion was sent to Ireland soon after the 1916 rebellion for "Duties in aid of the Civil Power". Ireland fascinated and mystified him. When his company had been disembarked and formed up on the quay he gave the order "By the left, quick march .... and step slow in front!" Oh my God, he thought, Ireland is getting to me already. They were stationed at the seaside town of Kinsale where his new wife Joined him. They had a charming landlady whose husband died while they were there. They were both shocked by the contrast of the kindness of the local doctor with the apparent brusqueness of the priest.
It was difficult to make much headway with the security situation; reprisals were out. It was very difficult to obtain any information about the Irish irregulars although their intelligence about the British Army's movements was absolute. I believe that it was while they were at Kinsale that one of the foremost bandsmen was Victor Sylvester who later became the BBC's dance band (strict tempo) favourite.
The battalion had to go back to France and return to the business of trench warfare. This was often static for months with only small movements either way. Contrary to what is sometimes written and said nowadays, Duncan was emphatic that the morale of the troops remained high throughout and none of them ever doubted that they would win in the end. He was awarded the Military Cross for, as he put it, "running about and shouting."
The German offensive in 1918 shook the Allies who were forced to retreat; some went faster than others. A Portuguese unit stole or looted bicycles to speed them on their way. Then the Australians moved up to the front. Duncan, looking at their long, rather horse-like, confident faces, knew that there would be no more running away. He had great respect for the Australian infantry in action, but found them most trying allies. They were liable to steal one's cooking equipment or anything else that might be useful to them, and were equally likely to shoot anyone trying to reclaim the belongings they had taken.
On one occasion the Argylls were ordered to withdraw quickly from a well prepared defensive trench and to leave everything except their personal equipment. They could not understand the reason for this order, and Duncan was upset to see so much valuable equipment being left for the Germans. Although laden with accoutrements like a Christmas tree, he picked up a pair of good wire cutters in a leather case and kept them for many years.
It was in the autumn of 1918 that the British Army made its decisive advance in Flanders. On the wall of a building which had been used as billets by the Germans he found the following graffito which pleased him: "Marmelade, Käse and Butter Ist das Deutschen Heldenfutter Aber viele möchten wir Etwas Schinken Wurst and Bier."
It was in one attack over open ground that the battalion suffered very heavily from the German artillery. Duncan saw a brick house receive a direct hit from a high explosive shell. He said that the result looked like a red sneeze and the house disappeared. Soon after that he was hit in the shoulder by a large fragment from an airburst shell. This must have nearly killed him As it was, his arm was permanently damaged, although the surgeons saved the limb by knotting a nerve - one of the earliest of such operations. The pain remained with him for the rest of his life.
It was before one of the large-scale attacks that the old soldier who had spoken to him on the night of the Zeppelin raid at Witley said "Awe and tell Winston Churchill he needna send ony o' they tanks. Ahm going o'er." He did not survive.
A surprising number did survive and battalion reunion dinners were held in Glasgow and were well attended at least until the late 1950s. Major Duncan Mackie was the convenor and chairman of this dinner. On one occasion in the 1960s an elegant and handsome man approached him with a smile and asked if he remembered him. Duncan thought for a moment and then said "Oh yes, but the last time I saw you, you were hanging in the barbed wire with a great hole in your chest."
Cpl. R. Mackie
British Army 24th (Tyneside Irish) Battalion Northumberland Fusiliers
from:Gateshead
(d.1st July 1916)
R Mackie is buried in Ovillers Cemetery
Able Sea. Robert Gray Mackie
Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve Hawke Bn.
from:South Shields, Co. Durham
(d.21st June 1916)
Robert Mackie was killed in action on the 21st of June 1916, aged 20. He is buried in the Barlin Communal Cemetery Extention in France. He was the son of Alexander and Euphemia Mackie, of South Shields, Co. Durham.
Cpl. William Mackie
British Army Cameron Highlanders
Pte. James Mackill
British Army 1st Battalion Royal Irish Rifles
from:Enniskillen
James Mackill was my Grandfather. Having served in South Africa, James re-enlisted in 1915. At the time he states his age as 42, although he would have been almost 46 then. His short service history shows he rejoined the Royal Irish Fusiliers 3rd Btn at Derry 1915 regimental number 26392. He transferred to 1st Btn. Royal Irish Rifles on 31/1/1916. He sailed to India in February of that year.
He returned from service in India suffering from TB, and was treated at Colchester Hospital as well as London before being pensioned off on medical grounds. He died at the family home in Enniskillen in 1920 leaving a wife and young family of eight children.
L/Cpl. John Mackin
British Army 14th Btn. Highland Light Infantry
from:New Lanark
John Mackin began his service with the 14th Battalion, Highland Light Infantry, having enlisted on the 6th of December 1916, shortly after the Battle of the Somme ended. The 14th HLI had been in France since early June 1916. Mackin joined them at the start of March 1917, at which point they were stationed at a camp in Bray, France. He suffered a wound to his shoulder blade from a piece of shrapnel around this time and was sent back to Scotland to recover at the end of April, at which point the 14th were fighting in Entricourt, France
Mackin returned to France in early September 1917, at this time the 14th were on the Front Lines in Villers-Plouich. They remained there until 5th October, carrying out a successful raid on the enemy trenches and repulsing an enemy raid on theirs. On 5th October, they were relieved and moved west to Berneville and Pommera for a period of training and recuperation.
They began returning east in mid-November, eventually arriving for an attack on the village of Bourlon on the 23rd. On November 25th, three of their Companies were surrounded in the village and forced to surrender after losing their CO, all their ammunition and all but 80 men; 17 officers and 426 other ranks were listed as dead, wounded or missing.
After a period of recovery, the 14th moved back to the Hindenburgh Line in mid-December, moving between sectors south of the town of Arras, including Mort and Noreuil. On 31st of March 1918, while they were at Vaulx Vraucourt, Germany launched the 1918 Spring Offensive, a huge (and ultimately failed) campaign against Allied forces across the Western Front, utilising the huge influx of men and weaponry freed up from the Eastern Front after Russia's surrender. During the resulting chaos over the next few days, Mackin was gassed and became a Prisoner of War. He was listed as missing later that year and as a Lance Corporal.
Mackin was released at the start of December in 1918 and was sent back to the UK. He was Honourably Discharged on 8th of March 1919 due to lung problems and received the Silver War Badge. He was also awarded the British War Medal and the Victory Medal, for his service to King and Country.
Ld.Sea. Laurence Mackin
Royal Naval Reserve SS Highland Glen
from:Scarlett, Drotheda
(d.14th December 1918)
Leading Seaman Mackin was the son of J. Mackin, of 6, James Terrace, Scarlett, Drotheda.
He is buried in Grave 4.464 in the Drogheda (St. Peter's) Catholic Cemetery, Drogheda, Co. Louth, Ireland.
Pte. Joseph Liney Mackinder MM.
British Army 2nd Batallion Suffolk Regiment
from:Long Sutton, Lincs.
(d.1st Oct 1918)
I found out about Joseph Liney Mackinder whilst tracing my family history. He was my grandmother's cousin and although I didn't know him I was very proud that an "ordinary" agricultural worker from a large family living at Long Sutton in Lincolnshire, could go to war and win a Military Medal for Bravery in the Field. He served with the Suffolk Regiment 2nd Battalion and died on 1st October 1918 - possibly during the battle to take Rumilly. I would love to know more about him.
Pte Joseph Liney Mackinder MM
British Army 2nd Battalion Suffolk Regiment
from:Long Sutton, Lincs
(d.1st October 1918)
Joseph, like many of his family, was an Agricultural Worker before enlisting in the Suffolk Regiment. He was killed in action on 1st October 1918 - just six weeks before the end of the war. He was awarded the Military Medal and he is commemorated on the memorial at Vis-en-Artois (Panel 4)
T/Capt. James David MacKinnon MC and Bar
British Army 4th Batt. Liverpool Royal Army Medical Corps
from:Glasgow
James MacKinnon was my grandfather and never talked about either war, so I know very little.
Mjr. Mackintosh
British Army 23rd Btn. Northumberland Fusiliers
Capt. Angus Alexander Mackintosh
British Army Royal Horse Guards
(d.13th Oct 1918)
Angus Alexander Mackintosh (Younger of Mackintosh) was born on 6 August 1885, the son of Alfred Donald Mackintosh of Mackintosh, 28th Chief of the Clan Chattan and Harriet Diana Arabella Mary Richards. He married Lady Maud Louisa Emma Cavendish, daughter of Victor Christian William Cavendish, 9th Duke of Devonshire and Lady Evelyn Emily Mary FitzMaurice, on 3 November 1917, at Ottawa, Canada. They had a daughter, Anne Peace Arabella Mackintosh, 30th Chief of Clan Chattan, daughter of Angus Alexander Mackintosh of Mackintosh and Lady Maud Louisa Emma Cavendish. Born 24 September 1918 Cartierville, Montreal.
He served as Captain, Royal Horse Guards, L.4140, Southern Div. Officer's Sec. and died in Washington, D.C. on 13th October 1918. As World War I was in progress, he was buried with full military honors in Arlington National Cemetery.
Lt. Donald Mackintosh VC.
British Army 3rd Btn. Seaforth Highlanders
(d.11th Apr 1917)
Donald Mackintosh was killed in action on the 11th of April 1917 and is buried in Brown's Copse Cemetery, France.
An extract from The London Gazette, dated 8th June, 1917, records the following:- "For most conspicuous bravery and resolution in the face of intense machine gun fire. During the initial advance he was shot through the right leg, but though crippled he continued to lead his men and captured the trench. In the captured trench Lt. Mackintosh collected men of another company who had lost their leader, and drove back a counter-attack. He was again wounded, and although unable to stand, he continued, nevertheless, to control the situation. With only fifteen men left, he ordered his party to be ready to advance to the final objective, and with great difficulty got out of the trench and encouraged his men to advance. He was again wounded and fell. The gallantry and devotion to duty of this officer were beyond all praise."
Sister. Isabel Marion Mackintosh
British Red Cross
from:Nairn, Scotland
(d.10th July 1918)
Isabel Mackintosh was a Scottish born nurse who served in France at the outbreak of war, working with the British and the French Red Cross. From 1917 she served in Bermondsey Military Hospital firstly as night superintendent and then as sister. She was known by patients and colleagues as Sister Mac. She was awarded a Red Cross decoration which was presented to her by the King on 20th of April 1918. Sadly Isabel died shortly afterwards on 10th of July 1918 of acute influenzal pneumonia. She is buried in Nairn Cemetery and is the first name on the Nairnshire War Memorial.
As she was born in Greenock we have her noted on the local website under the Unsung Heroines section.
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